Light joy is like a gray dog, deep love is like a long wind/
World 1
The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds, fell on the crowd, and illuminated the bottom of the sea/
Seventeen-year-old Yu Qi saw his white moonlight for the first time in the autumn wind as the sun set over the long river/
Spring comes out of dead trees, and for the first time, Yu Qi felt like a newly born fusang/
Seventeen-year-old Yu Qi has nothing, yet seems to have everything/
There is always light for young people aged 17 or 18. They have the grass growing and the orioles flying, the breeze and the bright moon, and their hearts are full of enthusiasm and loyalty/
It's a pity that sincerity is wrong, Shang Jiayan is used to being bored while hiding everything
Being gloomy and paranoid is vulnerable vs being flirtatious without knowing it.
Intention: Don't forget to love yourself